照片礼貌哈利道奇

1. I want now to investigatebonkers（一句话让我袭击了我们的时代的杰明），但是这个词破坏了（也是一个精美的词）一直突然进入我的头脑。不可互换，破坏了建议技工和可痛苦的同时bonkersseems to indicate something mental and systemic. But they inhabit the same register; both words are punchy (is that a register or a tone?) and both words suggest mitigatability—they’re carrying little hope suitcases. Do you feel that? I wrote the word破坏了前一天描述我在一本照片中看到的鸟类，在升降过程中捕获的鸟类捕获的鸟类，在登陆 - 奇怪的飞行表面时，纠结的翅膀像平的手，舵伏特脸，显然是必要的，卡通尘埃显然是必要的 -生命鸟的着陆。我喜欢这个词破坏了- 不破坏，没有完全拆除。破坏了！，如目前无法使用：甚至抛弃浴缸的丑陋腿也浸泡。但你知道吗？我是一个修理工。我是一名研究助理！给我一个被破坏的东西，我会看看。这里。看看如何休息或撕裂的区域，让我们称之为破裂，真正弯曲或挡板的东西有时有时衬有一个不可否认的Fecund矩阵，原始的Lamina现在被迫生长的新东西？阅读更多

I have lived outside Iran, my home country, for almost a decade, and I am yet to know what to call myself.

Australia and the U.S. have been my hosts, so the labels I have at my disposal belong to the English vocabulary:移民那流亡那难民那expatriate. The term “immigrant” derives from the Latin root牧师，这意味着“改变居住或条件”。在当代使用时，它是指留下一个国家或领土的人，以便在另一个人中居住。流亡， 从exul或者“被驱逐的人，”是那些从祖国或社区排名的人的术语。难民那a compound of回覆andFugere.那to flee, describes a person, often violently displaced, seeking shelter outside of their country of origin.外籍人士，字面意识到（ex-) of the native land (帕特里亚），建议一个人愿意放弃一个人的家园。

All these terms have one thing in common: an intrinsic connection to the state. You have immigrant or refugee status only when a state grants it, as though proffering a token of its magnanimity. They also imply that change of status is synonymous with change of nation-state, and takes place only when an established geopolitical border is crossed. So every time one is called an immigrant, a refugee, an流亡，在该中心的中心抛出一个电力的Nexus。

难怪，如果你没有符合这些标签的资格，英语你被称为“无数”。此外，与大多数英语单词与具有法国和丹麦语和旧英语根源的大多数英语单词不同，这些术语都来自拉丁语，罗马帝国的语言，可能是第一个强大的国家，优秀的系统，国家赞助的仇外心理。

用英语，对我来说最重要的描述是移民。我盖上了签证，盖上了我的护照，登上了一个巨大的波音707，并将海洋越过纽约市，我现在的生活和工作。但这个词不适合。对于我认为的经验范围，这不足以足够。对于那些从一个地方到另一个地方的人的人来说，我对这些其他方式感到相同的是他们是谁的核心特征。

很长一段时间我觉得这是我的痴迷，有时毫无意义地挑衅，否则大多数人都没有大惊小怪的表征。但最近可能在我身上恍然大悟，也许我的顽固有点。这款可用词汇表可能有问题。也许英语，殖民定居者的最终语言，无法想象一个可以捕捉人们喜欢我的经历的词。所以我回到了波斯语，我所知道的其他语言，看看堕落的帝国和崇高诗人是否有更好的名字。阅读更多

While aiming a lens at my face, the photographer whispered, “You’re striking.”

This quality lives far from pretty. Daisies are pretty. Adolescent hamsters are pretty. William Wordsworth wrote pretty poetry. It wasn’t striking. Striking poetry ambushes us. The sensory details are chosen to paralyze, discomfit, or inflict pain. When such poetry bears lilies, they fester. When such poetry harbors horses, they crush toes. When such poetry casts a fishhook, its metal sinks into an open eye.

引人注目的现象在其力量和力量中类似于美丽的现象。“美容迅速，”伊莱恩烟道评论家说。“它肾上腺化。它让心跳得更快。它让生活更加生动。“

当我还是十岁的假小子时，我问了我的父亲，“为什么邪恶存在？”

从他的手表抬头后，他回答说，“Myriam，想象一下，如果邪恶不存在，那么无聊的生活是多么无聊。”

它让生活变得更加生动。当时，我父亲的权威毫无疑问。在后威尔，他的回答让我陷入困境，危险和错误。

When I was older, I lived with a man who, though he was evil, was as boring as he was dangerous. Here is an inventory of his pastimes: plucking bass guitar while buzzed, extolling the greatness of soccer player Lionel Messi, and misogyny.

他把我变成了一个人类的足球，但我无法认识到发生了什么。激进的女权主义者安德烈DWORKIN经历了这种相同的感知无能为力，解释了发生在受虐的女人身上发生的事情的恐怖，“完全超越了她的想象力”。我的思绪不能说出他对我所做的事情。Misogyny击中了我愚蠢的。

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In our column一个词，作家阐述了他们选择的单词。For this iteration, we asked Danez Smith to write about the word that underpins their poem “my bitch!” in our Spring 2019 issue.

我可以通过他们的音调来告诉谁在整个房间里叫我bitch. Fati goes up on the一世所以它几乎是一个尖叫声。Hieu获得了一点砾石，黑暗和满满的，bitch作为一些好八卦的前兆。布莱恩说，它的事实不如一个名字。弗兰尼说它像贝尔，对团契的甜蜜呼吁。我爱我的母狗。我喜欢被他们争吵。这是一种侮辱，我们已经陷入了硬币。

我所知的植物和队员已经挽救了我的生活。从妇女陪伴下的深层护理;奇怪的爱情的聪明才智。Bitch一世s the passport to that nation. Or maybe it’s the national anthem, how we sing our love to each other. Maybe it’s our language.

当我抱怨表示亲切,没有threat on my life. There is no car following me as I hightail it home,bitch扔掉窗外，faggotclose behind. There is no accusation like back in high school when bitch was a charge made by a fellow boy who could smell the girl in you, or a boy who loved/hated your girl-body or a boy whose only tongue was violence. I used to be scared of coming off bitch-made. You know: scary, sissy, punk, femme. All those words that I now wear as crowns lurked in the corners of boys’ mouths. I was terrified, trying to exact my walk and perfect a boy-tongue, scared someone would see through my act and spot the bitch in me.

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In our column一个词，作家阐述了他们选择的单词。

1947年罗密欧和朱丽叶的生产（照片：Angus McBean）

On an international flight many years ago, I sat beside an old Eastern European man who spoke no English. He occupied the aisle seat and communicated with me by tapping my shoulder when the attendant came by, or by extending an open palm to pass my trash to her. We were eating a meal silently and, I thought, companionably in the near-dark, hunched over our trays, when he reached over and took my dinner roll. He didn’t make eye contact with me. He simply unwrapped my roll, took a bite, and then went on to eat the whole thing.

There was nothing ambiguous about it. The dinner roll was on my tray, and he’d already finished his own. Had he assumed I was done with my meal? But I’d had a fork in hand. At least half of my pasta remained.

riff rif rif rif rif，因为他是一个男人，或白色，或者因为我是亚洲和一个女人。它与权利有关，具有拍摄模式。但这不会觉得真的，不是在这种情况下。它觉得只有我应该说的那种东西。

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